Saater's blog

Saater's life

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Sorry, I'm just learning to draw.

Simple story

This deer remembers nothing of his human life except his own death and the death of his friends, whose names and faces he has also forgotten. Now his best friends are the nameless graves in the cemetery. Saater often wanders near them. But sometimes he gets distracted from his melancholy and plays with the other inhabitants of the forest.
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